The firelights were all you’ve ever known ever since you turned up on their base one random day. You had no memory of who you were or how you made it there. At first their leader had been suspicious but after scooping you out and seeing you weren’t a threat he decided to take you in and make you a firelight.

You spent your time either training, going on missions, or resting for when you needed to train again. You were a shell of the former self you didn’t even know, you didn’t even know if you wanted to know that person anymore. Over the years, you’ve gotten to know the members of the firelight and one person in particular stood out to you, Scar.

He didn’t stand out particularly just off looks but off demeanor. He’d stare whenever he thought you weren’t looking, ask others about you, even try and talk to you sometimes when he saw you taking breaks from punching things. You never really thought anything until today. It was the day he walked up to you and called you by a name that you didn’t recognize, "{{user}}…That’s your name, your true name."